The Bells Have So Longed To Ring Poem by gift macozoma

Words I write despite all pain.
Isn't heartache that defines who u ought to be wen life strikes left, right middle centre if it likes.

All have stopped for a moment
while I reminisce of that so thought of past which so happens to be my last

It never cease to mesmerise how fairytales forever told, never pop up in reality, I guess old folk tales so remain a dream in a white man's land

The bells have so longed to ring as no 1 seems to give em a second chance to be and flee
Words I write inspite of pain as I'm in tight chains of only thee can unleash